Chapter 23 The Stiff Old Man
The conversation between Wen Rensheng and Xu Qingshu lasted only a few minutes when he suddenly stood up.
"Two old gentlemen are here, would Manager Wenren want to welcome them with me?" he invited.
"It's okay, he is a senior after all." Wen Rensheng nodded.
The two of them went down to the second floor and heard two out-of-breath sounds.
"A bunch of old bones are all waiting to die at home, and they have to be invited here and there. It's really disturbing."
"Yes, Lao He, if I remember correctly, you should be here this year You are 232 years old, right?”
“Well, Lao Li, you are not much younger than me. After all, we are mutants activated at the same time. It seems that there is not much time left before we go to see the source species. "
"How are you handling your funeral?"
"What else can you do? A few unscrupulous descendants are fighting for it, but there is no brotherhood. Fortunately, there is a large population. There are also a few honest and filial people. If I didn’t want to leave more for those people, I wouldn’t come here.”
"To each other, we really want to learn from other people's Western rules and settle down with their destiny when they grow up."
"Humph, if you learn from them, don't expect that your children and grandchildren will still be able to provide you with support every year after you leave. "Incense."
"Haha, even now, I don't have much hope. I have to rely on some imported foundation to restrain them."
Wen Rensheng saw two rickets. An elderly man with a waist of 100cm was talking in the small hall as if no one else was around, while Feng Youlin was waiting carefully on the side.
He noticed that when the elderly man mentioned his age, Xu Qingshu next to him had a hint of envy in his eyes. The other party concealed it very well. Unless his eyes were sharp enough, he wouldn't have noticed it.
Xu Qingshu quickly stepped forward and was about to say hello. When the two old men saw someone coming, they stopped talking but ignored them and only looked at Wen Rensheng who was following behind him.
“What a formidable young man,” the old man surnamed He straightened up, looked at Wen Rensheng up and down, and praised, “I have heard that a genius has emerged in this city in the past two years, and he has been mentioning it all the time. I don’t have the energy to meet. If I’m not mistaken, you should be the young man named Wen Rensheng, right?”
Wen Rensheng was a little surprised. The seniors Feng Youlin just mentioned were a bit old-fashioned. , he was also prepared for the drama of being suppressed by the old men, but he didn't expect that he was totally wrong.
"The seniors are overly praised, it is the juniors." He could only say modestly.
"Lao He has no praise," the old man surnamed Li also looked at it and said seriously, "Not bad, not bad. We two old immortals are still worrying blindly. Those people in the west rely on some strange things. With his skillful skills, he has the potential to catch up from behind. Now it seems that we are worried in vain that this ancestral alien power will be succeeded by someone else."
Although it was a compliment, Wen Rensheng always felt that something was wrong. Feng Youlin was right. These two were indeed old-fashioned. In this era, who would dare to say that science and technology are miraculous tricks? ?
But the other person was praising him. Although he didn’t agree with the other person’s opinion, he didn’t hit the smiling person.
He wanted to say a few polite words, but a voice directly started to fight.
"Exotic skills and ingenuity? What a joke. A bunch of old antiques really think that today's world is still your era two hundred years ago. The power of alien species is so powerful. How dare they compare with the latest technological weapons? ?”
A middle-aged man in his forties, with red eyes, was walking down from the second floor.
Wen Rensheng looked up and saw that the other person was one of the people at the table on the second floor, who had been quietly sarcastic to him during the conversation on the mobile phone just now.
He frowned and immediately saw that something was wrong with this man.
"Wang Chenggui, what's the matter with you? How dare you disrespect the seniors like this! How did you arrange this, You Lin?" Xu Qingshu's expression changed and he scolded directly.
Judging from the drastic change in his expression, this scene seemed completely unexpected.
Feng Youlin also looked panicked and hurriedly ran over and grabbed the man.
"Wang Chenggui, don't you want to continue to cooperate with our Five Color Group? If you still want to continue to cooperate, come over and apologize to your seniors." He persuaded in a low voice, his tone full of threats.
Wang Chenggui’s eyes turned redder when he heard this, he threw Feng Youlin’s hand away, and cursed: “You guys, those who rely on human power, didn’t you just fawn over these outdated antiques in the early years, and suppressed them in every way? We pressed the contract payment, asked us to pay you raw materials in advance, and even forced us to marry you from generation to generation and marry our beautiful daughters to your ugly sons..."
"I really want to see it today. Are these old antiques as powerful as the rumors say? If a sniper rifle costing only a few hundred thousand can kill these old things, why do you want to extort so much from us every year?" As soon as these words came out, the situation suddenly changed. Straight down, it immediately turned into a Shura field.
At this time, all the people on the second floor had come down. After all, Wang Chenggui’s voice was so loud that not even the deaf could hear it.
People in the small hall also poked their heads out from behind the screen, looking forward to it.
Sure enough, people regardless of north or south, young or old, all have a hobby of watching the excitement, as long as the excitement has nothing to do with them.
Wu Shanshan walked up to Wen Rensheng, her expression a little strange.
"Wenren, there must be something abnormal about that person named Wang." She whispered.
Li Shuangyue, on the other hand, looked normal.
"Wait and see." Wen Rensheng glanced at Wang Chenggui, with a flow of information in his eyes as usual.
"Wang Chenggui, mystery, 3/5."
"Mysterious composition: the power of hatred,???"
As expected, if there is no alien power The impact is that this fierce conflict scene that can only be seen in novels cannot be staged openly in reality.
At this time, the old man surnamed He and the old man surnamed Li returned to their previous rickety appearance. They were not furious, and seemed to be used to such scenes.
The old man surnamed He shook his head and said: "Well, that's the bad thing about the gentlemen of the Inspection Department. Good things that have been passed down for thousands of years are hidden all day long, inspected and screened secretly, and the subordinates can only know a rough idea. This point It’s really not as open as people in the West, where prices are clearly marked and you can learn by spending money. The more money you have, the better you can learn. If you don’t have money, just give up.”
“There is no way, after all, we have to take care of it. The human heart can only be like this. If it is completely disclosed, it will not allow a lot of people to take chances and work all day long without working hard. It is like the imported lottery, which is just a matter of luck. It can make countless people. I am so addicted that I don’t want to work, let alone such a magical thing as the alien species." The old man surnamed Li seemed to be very open-minded.
"Sorry, two seniors. Wang Chenggui is usually very respectful to the seniors. There must be a problem today. Please forgive me." Xu Qingshu, the president of a large group, explained in a low voice.
Seeing this scene, Wen Rensheng understood where the hatred of the people at the table came from.
Xu Qingshu is the boss of a tens of billions asset group. In his previous life, he was a member of the upper class. He could not be said to be in the top group, but he also had a very high status. He was a frequent visitor to various titles and was praised everywhere. This is the goal of these elites.
But here, you still have to be humble to two bad old men, and the meaning of struggle is suddenly reduced by half.
At the end of the struggle, we still have to be others’ dogs. Who can bear it?
The old man surnamed He waved his hands and said indifferently: "Of course we know that this guy is affected by supernatural powers, but if he is not usually so angry, he would not dare to openly attack on such occasions."
"Yes, now that people are talking about it on the stage, we can't go to see Yuan Zhong with a name that is greedy for life and afraid of death." The old man surnamed Li said calmly.
Wen Rensheng listened in awe. After all, he was a senior expert in the world of xenomorphs. He could fight even to the death. However, at his age, it was a bit unreasonable to be able to use aggressive generals.
"What should we do?" Xu Qingshu looked troubled.
"Okay, Xiao Xu, this matter has nothing to do with you. After all, you are not their parents, so you can't control much; let's do this, junior, I will write you a note to shoot down what you are saying. Bring the gun and call for the gentlemen from the Inspection Department. Let’s compare it on the spot in this secluded building and let you understand why Xiao Xu gives us hundreds of millions every year!” The old man named He spoke loudly.
“Oh, listen, Old He, do you want to take over this alone?” The old man surnamed Li smiled.
"I can't help it. After all, I am a few years older than you, Lao Li. Anyway, I have to take the first step. Even if I make a mistake, I still have a reason to make it right. It's just my family's affairs that I have to entrust you to take care of." He surnamed The old man looked out the window with a calm expression.
“It’s easy to talk, just go on your way with peace of mind.” The old man surnamed Li said sincerely.
"Go away, don't arrange for me in advance." The old man surnamed He laughed and cursed.
(End of this chapter)